Chapter 1193
A few doctors walked out grimly. "Mister Hart, Miss Young has woken up and is in a frantic state upon learning about
her injuries. Do you think you can maybe..."
Tyler frowned. "I’ll go see her."
With that, he went into the room without looking once at Vicky.
The sky turned dark, and Vicky remained rooted in the corridor.
Sometime later, the door finally opened, and Vicky turned her head toward the sound.
As Tyler stepped outside, Vicky asked softly, "How is Miss Young doing?"
Tyler's footsteps faltered as he seemed surprised to see Vicky still waiting outside.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe did not immediately respond and closed the door to the ward, ensuring that no one inside could hearthem,
before saying coldly, "Why haven't you left?"
Vicky began to explain, "I was a little concerned about Miss Young's condition, so..."
He interrupted her with a cold sneer. "You want to see how badly you've ruined Sheila's life, don't you?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I don't know how she fell down the stairs..."
"You didn't mean to?" The look in his eyes grew even colder. "Are you trying to tell me that you didn't come to the
hospital intentionally and reveal the pregnancy to Sheila, nor caused her to fall down the stairs, rendering her
incapable of playing the piano for the rest of her life?"
"I didn’t push her." Vicky instinctively explained, "I just wanted to talk to her and make things clear. I didn't know
why she fell..."
Tyler remained indifferent to her explanation as he stared down at her impatiently. "Are you trying to say that she
fell on her own?"
"That's not what I meant. It could've been an accident..."
"An accident?" Tyler scoffed. "Vicky, don't tell me your appearance at the hospital was also an accident."
Vicky’s gaze flickered for a moment as her presence at the hospital was not an accident. However, she did not
know about the mysterious person's arrangement in advance. Regardless, she was hardly innocent.
Tyler's gaze darkened in response to her silence. He lowered his head and whispered into her ear. "Vicky, you
ruined Sheila's hand. Tell me...how should I punish you?"
A chill ran down Vicky's spine, and she instinctively stepped back, but Tyler swiftly wrapped his arms around her
waist, drawing her into his embrace.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe extended his slender fingers and gently lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. "If it wasn't for you, we'd be
getting married next month."
Vicky's eyes widened.
She never heard him propose to Gloria when he pursued Gloria, yet he just told her that he intended to marry
Sheila.
Tyler stared into Vicky's dazed eyes, his eyes as deep and unfathomable as a starless night.
"Not only did you ruin our marriage but also Sheila's hand. Vicky, do you think I should let you go unpunished?"
His breath brushed against Vicky's face, yet she felt her blood running cold.
She remembered how utterly powerless and desperate she felt as Tyler toyed with her not long ago.
She had injured his lover, stopping Tyler from listening to Sheila play and ultimately stopping them from getting
married, so she knew that Tyler would make her pay for it.